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Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison d entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter d venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i the charmed pot.

Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.


Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder s fork and blind-worm s sting,
Lizard s leg and owlet s wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin d salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg d i the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Silver d in the moon s eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar s lips.

Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

Cool it with a baboon s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.

By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes!

If travel is searching
and home has been found

i m not stopping

i m going hunting
i m the hunter
i ll bring back the goods
but i don t know when

thought i could organise freedom
how Scandinavian of me
you sussed it out, didn t you?

you could smell it
so you left me on my own
to complete...

Your conniving words
Are childishly insane
To get what you want
You ll say anything
In your mind
You lust to control me
You lust
For control

Chorus:
Mold me, fold me
Mold me, fold me

My...

Cheat the odds that made you
Brave to try to gamble at times
Well I feel like dirty laundry
Sending sickness on down the line
Tell you why

Cause I m jealous, jealous again
Thought it time I let you in
Yeah, I m jealous, jealous again
Got no time, baby

Always drunk on Sunday
Try n to feel...

[Girl]
Yo I m happy we got to go out tonight
And shit you know it s kinda crackin up in here

[Guy]
Hmm no doubt boo ya know
I m try na treat my baby right

[Girl]
Word we...

In the town of Sarajevo
There s an old medieval square
There s a church aside one corner
Most believe was always there

It was built a thousand years before
Any now were born
And its glory was its belfry
With its...